Santa isn’t real they said,
I couldn’t understand
For every year on Christmas Eve
I hear his reindeer land!
His sack of toys he flings atop
His sleigh of red and white,
And round the world on magic dust
He travels through the night.
Santa isn’t real they said,
Oh no this isn’t true
For each December 25th
Brings gifts to me and you.
All the chimneys must be cleaned
So he can slide them down
And through the night old Santa goes
To every house around.
Santa isn’t real they said,
I know this isn’t so
For children’s eyes with hope and joy
Each year so brightly glow.
The thought of Christmas
Warms all hearts and keeps us reaching out –
This feeling of great joy is what Christmas is about.
Santa isn’t real they said,
But now I understood
The thought of him on Christmas Eve
Helps children to be good.
And really most of being good
Is giving love and care,
If this is true come Christmas Eve
Old Santa will be there!